Starry Night over the Rhone / My Version of Vincent van Gogh's painting of Arles at night; ( My Paintings)

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To have so many many thousands of people view my painting here, I must say my sincere heartfelt thanks , and the truly overwhelming comments are very meaningful to me , Rick This is my version of " Starry Night over the Rhone (September 1888) " this is one of Vincent van Gogh’s paintings of Arles at night; / I Did my homage / version 24 by 36 inches on gallery wrapped stretched canvas in Acrylic .. done with my own sensibilities while keeping the original painting very much in my thoughts..I Hold Vincent in the highest esteem , go to you tube and listen to " Starry Starry night " sometime.. What a moving song an lyrics. *my original painting is for sale too just inquire , .this work was featured in ImageWriting (2/24) and also in the Lets Pay homage & again in the Feature fraternity / Plus featured in .. Color Me A Rainbow , it was just voted in the Top Ten in the Best of FEATURED Blue Works-INVITE ONLY its very kind of you all to comment so wonderfully on this painting my deepest thanks.. it has been viewed 4,269 times so far … Your comments highly valued and respected / / / Here’s the wonderful moving Lyrics to Don Mcleans song …..Starry, starry night.Paint your palette blue and grey,Look out on a summer’s day,With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.Shadows on the hills,Sketch the trees and the daffodils,Catch the breeze and the winter chills,In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,How you suffered for your sanity,How you tried to set them free.They would not listen, they did not know how.Perhaps they’ll listen now.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,How you suffered for your sanity,How you tried to set them free.They would not listen, they did not know how.Perhaps they’ll listen now.

For they could not love you,But still your love was true.And when no hope was left in sightOn that starry, starry night,You took your life, as lovers often do.But I could have told you, Vincent,This world was never meant for oneAs beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.Portraits hung in empty halls,Frameless head on nameless walls,With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget.Like the strangers that you’ve met,The ragged men in the ragged clothes,The silver thorn of bloody rose,Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,How you suffered for your sanity,How you tried to set them free.They would not listen, they’re not listening still.Perhaps they never will…

Artwork Comments

thank you so very much Agnes , such a meaningful kind comment ! Vincent is one of my true hero’s & I did make my more colorful … this subject of his really captured my imagination , so glad you came to visit !